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There would be an accounting one day, he kneith the T’lan Iood faith They had been too open Never trust a corpseMalachar did not know if such a warning was found in the sacred text of Osric’s Visions If not, he would see that it was added to the collected wisdom of the Tiste Liosan When we return If we return

Jorrude slowly straightened His face was ravaged with grief ‘The Guardian is dead,’ he announced ‘Our realm is assailed, but our brothers and sisters have been warned and even now ride out to the gates The Tiste Liosan will hold Until Osric’s return, we shall hold’ He sloung to face each of thelooned to complete On this realm, somewhere, ill find the trespassers The thieves of the Fire I have quested, and they have never been closer to my senses They are in this world, and we shall find them’

Malachar waited, for he knew there was more

Jorrude then s of this place But that is a disadvantage that will prove temporary, for I have also sensed the presence of an old friend to the Tiste Liosan Not far away We shall seek hiours of this land’

‘Who is this old friend, Seneschal?’ Enias asked

‘The Maker of Time, Brother Enias’

Malachar slowly nodded A friend of the Tiste Liosan indeed Slayer of the Ten Thousand Icarium

‘Orenas,’ Jorrude said, ‘prepare our horses’

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

Seven faces in the rock

Six faces turned to the Teblor

One rehosts